I Blog, Therefore I Am

Warning - adult content

11pm on a Sunday night, with insomnia.

And all I can think about is blogging.  Not the most positive use of my time before Monday morning hits.  I am not a morning person, just to share a secret between the two of us.

Thinking of blogging.  Thinking of whether to collate all the previous blogs, across blogger, livejournal and tumblr, all together.  But that would pinpoint me, to an almost tee - even though I don't read my previous blogs myself, I have given enough hints, tips and slip ups to be able to identify me easily enough.  If anyone wanted to look for me online.

No, I am thinking I want the fig leaf of anonymity again, because of some things I may write about.  Perhaps my love life, perhaps the other ways I get my endorphins racing.  It's not going to be all Fifty Shades of Perth, because I am thinking of giving free rein to a myriad of topics, but yes, from time to time, there may be descriptions of my submissive, masochistic side.

And that answers the question about how relevant blogs still are, in these days of twitter and facebook and all the rest.  Not that I ever got into twitter - I have tried, about four or five times to make head or tail of the system, but still come away scratching my head after a very short period of time - but with facebook and the rest of social media, there is little privacy or anonymity anymore.

I mean, my personality will come out on this blog, but those finicky details about who I am and the like, less so.  And I do so love to write, when I have a moment.

Or this one may die or go into hibernation quickly as well.  But let's hope not, and let's aim for a post a day.